My dad has a new pet dog, one of those Pomeranians. It's cute but I'm sorta worried it'll be annoying when it grows up. Anyhow, for some reason I switch roles in my dream, and I'm no longer Drew, I'm some 20 yr old dude. Like the one from The Easter Bunny, and my career is watching pets for people. One of the pets is my dads new dog, except it looks different and I only see it for a split second. The rest of the time i mess around with the monarch butterflies and frogs that are around, catching them in nets and such; because all the pets I have to watch are in this huge artificial swamp forest outside a mansion. One of the pets was a sentient, CGI looking white ferret with a golden lance. I hated him. The End.